Change is part of life and should be embraced, right?
Evolution is part of each one of us and we hope that our internal growth
keeps up with our external change. Then why do I feel so crappie about it?!
There is something that someone commented “anonymously” on
the blog after I wrote my post about my sister…and I can’t stop thinking about
it. They wrote simply “please write more like you used to.”
That’s it. No explanation, no details, no reference as to what the HELL she
meant by “used to.” Here I finish a beautiful story and tribute to my little
sister’s work on social CHANGE and she’s asking me to be more “like I used to.”
AHHHH!
This is going to drive me crazy. I looked back at my posts
from the previous year, searching for insight. I found some. Yes, indeed my
posts have changed. I didn’t intend on changing the tone or the content, but my
life DID change.
I moved from Park Slope, lost my father and had another baby...in
that order. WOW, did things change. Maybe now I am less
critical of others, less consumed by the difference between me and “them,” and
more accepting of others choice in shoes (hehehe). In addition, the move from
Park Slope to Rochester made me feel less of an outsider and more of an insider. Feeling less threatened, I was able to wear my glamour more
confidently. That changed the way that I perceived the world around me and
actually has made it more difficult to point out the idiosyncrasies in my OWN hometown.
I know too many people (and their mothers) to piss people off! Ha!
But I do owe it to those who have followed me since Park
Slope to reconnect with my inner Fabulousness and be secure enough to know that
people will embrace the nuttiness that drives my writing without judgment.
So in the spirit of all that is gaudy, sparkly, overdone and
overpriced, I will poke fun at the local grocer, insist on better stores at the
Mall, and motivate Rochester to put away their clogs and buy a pair of stilettos.
kiss kiss
